The Ancient Ruler

The teen princess Sumarani had gone to the orchard to look at the new spring mangoes on the trees. She had gone for a walk and enjoyed the spring evening with the sound of birds singing and squirrels chattering. On her way home she walked past the stables and heard a soft sigh and rustling sound. Princess Sumarani stepped quietly into the stable and hid behind a stall while she looked through the cracks into the hay stacks. She was surprised to see her own mother queen sudharani in the arms of a man. They were hugging and kissing passionately.

Princess Sumarani felt the earth crumble below as she also noticed that the man was none other than her younger brother prince Suryapratap! He had his arms around Sudharani and one palm was resting on her bum while the other was caressing her cheeks and neck. Her mother was clinging on to him as they kissed passionately. Suryapratap slowly moved his hand up to grasp sudharani's huge breasts and released them from her silk blouse. Princess Sumarani saw that her mother had really huge breasts and they were standing proud and the dark nipples were swollen and erect.

She saw her mother's face was red hot flushed and she twisted her head to the side to avoid his lips. Surya buried his lips in the hollow of her neck and Sudharani let out a long involuntary sigh. Her hands pushed at Surya's shoulders, trying to push him away. But it was a strange way to push indeed. Her hands were holding his shoulders and in that sense pulling him to her. And then she was pushing back half-heartedly.

Sumarani was in awe of her nude beauty, taking in the shape of her voluptuous figure, still so remarkably fit and firm after all these years. Her sweaty, beautiful chest was decorated with her thick, gold chain and the golden symbol- the image of her married status.

Her younger brother surya started to lick, kiss and suck on the two breasts and nipples and their mother started to moan and grind her breasts into his face and hairy dark chest. Sudharani's hands were also moving in front of surya's tunic as she slowly released his erect cock from his dhoti. Princess Sumarani was stunned to see such a huge erection. She had never seen a man's erect cock before. She had seen the horse's in the stables of course. But this was somehow much more intriguing and amazing.

Reaching up behind she undid the knot of hair tossed her head. Long locks of shiny curly hair cascaded down on her back, almost reaching the back of her thighs. "For you," she murmured knowing he liked her long, thick hair.

Prince Surya smiled lovingly at his mother as she shyly let him kiss her as she caressed his hard cock. Her dainty small hands could barely wrap around his throbbing prick as she gently but firmly stroked him. Queen Sudharani watched coyly as her son undressed himself in a haste. Then he undressed his reluctant mother and spread their clothes on the hay and sat down. Surya continued to kiss his mother passionately and even while she weakly kept admonishing him, Surya gently pushed his mother down on to the hay bed and started kissing and licking her breasts and stomach. Sumarani couldn't believe how beautiful her mother looked. She drank in the sight of her luxuriant breasts, her spread out hair, the curve of her stomach and the wideness of her hips. An Indian's dream definition of beauty!

The princess could not hear what her mother said but she saw her brother smiled and gently raised himself on his elbow and positioned his throbbing cock between their mother's thunder and smooth soft and firm thighs. The red knob of his erect tool was shining and looked moist. It looked so powerful and seemed to have a life of its own as it twitched up and down.

Sumarani was transfixed at the sight of the sumptuous breasts with their luscious nipples jutting out. And the broad chest pinched into a somewhat narrow waist before flaring into wide curvy hips. Her mother, Queen sudhani reminded Sumarani of the classical depiction of a South Indian beauty in temple carvings. Maharani sudha's chest heaved in the tension of the moment accentuating her attractiveness. Her taali (chain worn around the neck with a talisman) indicating her married status was the only incongruent thing.

Queen sudharani reached her small hand and grasped the big cock and gently lead it to her moist and swollen pussy. She placed the red helmet of her lover's phallus between her pussy lips and reached to his neck with her other hand. Her hips seemed to rise up a bit as he leaned into her. The princess was mesmerised as he saw her younger brother's sex organ began to sink slowly into the cunt of her mother. Her mother's cunt seemed to just stretch and open up as she started to moan again. She observed that her brother Surya stopped his thrust and held his position while her mother clung on to him as her hips trembled. Her eyes were glazed and her face flushed like she seemed to have a high fever. But she did not look ill at all. In fact she started to smile again and kissed her lover passionately as he withdrew his cock. Queen Sudharani gasped in a seemingly disappointed tone as her forehead had a furrow like she was frowning. Prince Suryapratap's monstrous cock head was now just inside her swollen wet pussy and he gently but firmly thrust forward again. The breasts were thrown and they jiggled attractively.

Maharani Sudha gasped as she raised her hips to meet him. His cock seemed to go almost half way in as their mother again whimpered and moaned. Suryapratap was smiling tenderly at her as he stroked her enormous breasts with one hand and touched her face lovingly. He gently withdrew his hard throbbing cock and the same reaction was noticeable on his mother's face. But her expression quickly changed to ecstasy as he thrust his hard member into her swollen cunt. This time it seemed to go in a lot more and the maharani was humping her hips to encourage her lover. Her legs were wrapped firmly around his waist as he started to stroke his cock out and in again.

Sumarani saw very soon her brother was fully buried deep inside their mother's wet cunt. Some juices had started to drip out between her thighs. Surya's big cock was moving in a rhythm and it was shining with her juices as its veins popped out. As his cock seemed to almost come out, sudharani's pussy lips seemed to stretch and open out. The pink inner layer seemed to fold out and then disappear as he pushed his hard cock into her again. The couple settled into a slow rhythm as she whimpered and panted while he also started to pant and occasionally grunt. His thrusts also became more urgent and his thighs started to bump against his mother's groin and this made a slapping noise which seemed to help them keep beat. Their movements were urgent and passionate and yet so smooth and harmonised. The princess also noticed that her brother's balls were slapping the bottom of their mother's pussy as she thrust her hips to him stroke for stroke. Sudharani's ripe breasts were also swinging to their motions and her erect nipples were brushing against his hairy chest.

When princess Sumarani looked at her mother's face, it was contorted into a silent scream, and her hands ran along the muscles in her son's arms and torso. Princess Sumarani watched in amazement, focusing on her powerful younger brother, now a man, towering over her mother. She could feel the slap of his balls against her mother's ass.

Each moan, each sensual cry of pleasure she would let slip encouraged him. The way her body shook below him, breasts bouncing on each thrust. Her mouth open, eyes rolling back in her head in a sexual delirium. She wanted it. She wanted him. His body, soul, his very seed. She would give him anything, so he must give her everything.

Her brother's powerful body was now covered in sweat as his dark skin rippled with muscles. The princess had lost all sense of time and was in a trance as she squeezed her thighs. Her stomach churned and her heart raced while her head pounded at the incredible sight that was raising emotions in her that she had never imagined. Her brother Surya's sweat was starting to drip on their mother's soft skin as he fucked her firmly. Maharani Sudha was also covered in a fine mist of moisture as she whimpered and moaned. Her eyes would shut and her soft lips would open partially as she gasped. Then her eyes would open and look at her lover son as he continued to thrust his hard cock into her married pussy. Queen Sudharani seemed to raise the tempo as she started grunting and moaning more often and her sounds were becoming more urgent. She once again started to wail and shudder as she clung on to her young son. She seemed almost in pain and yet she was thrusting her bottom up to him stroke for stroke and shuddering uncontrollably. Now prince Surya also started to moan and thrust hard. The slapping noises of his hard flesh against his mother's feminine softness were getting louder and faster. He was grunting with each stroke while she continued to whimper, moan and gurgle while tossing her head from side to side.

Queen Sudharani's shapely limbs lovingly embraced the hulking body of her son as he again and again kissed her womb with the crown of his manhood while showering the sensitive insides with molten precum.

Sumarani's mind overwhelmed with illicit temptations and jealousy as she watched her mother worship goddess of ecstasy under the heaving body mass of her young son. As carnal desires clouded her reason and sanity, Sumarani started to imagine herself being in her mother's place and receiving his manhood in her womanhood.

Sumarani felt her right hand acting on its own accord when it reached under the hem of her saree, moved up till it felt the band of the lacy underwear, reached inside and moved down toward her burning sex.

Sudharani seemed to try to say something but her words were incorrigible. Suddenly Maharani Sudha started to shudder again in violent thrusts as her hips bucked to her son's powerful strokes. Sudharani's pussy was now leaking its juices like a flood. The sounds of their bodies slapping together was now mingled with the wet sounds of his thick hard cock moving in and out of her plump wet pussy. Suryapratap seemed to increase his speed of thrusting while he was leaning more of his weight on his mother. The Maharani did not seem to notice this as she slowly recovered from her last violent convulsions and started moving to his rhythm. She was now pressing her breasts hard against his chest as he seemed to crush her with his weight. She just seemed to submit to his passions as he kept fucking her harder and harder. Her whimpers and moans were a bit softer but her body was still responding passionately to him. He groaned, his head flung back, and began to move faster. Her breasts jiggled and bounced under his thrusts, her long mangalsutra and gold necklace slithering and tossing on her whitish, fair skin.

Surya gasped with great pleasure. Sumarani watched in fascination as her brother became less-frenzied and more forceful with their mother. The way he pounded her was demanding and asking. And her mother Sudharani seemed to be rhythmic.

They were poetry together and sumarani watched with fascination and jealousy as Surya smoothly stroked his enormous cock in to his mother's womanhood.

"I'm ohh beta, uughhh, jaldi karo, aur thoda dheere beta," she murmured silkily and kissed him on the lips. He fucked her, nuzzling her hair and breasts as she begged for him to thrust slowly. It all seemed unreal for Sumarani. Once again, the room was filled with sounds and smell of sex. With slapping sounds, Surya's hard body met his mother's soft body as he dipped his manhood and stretched her passage, quenching his thirst to indulge in forbidden pleasure. Her shapely calves were strained as she desperately kept her legs wrapped around her son's torso.

"Ohhhh amma, you are so good," he kissed her intensely, ravaging the pussy, thrusting inside her and increasing speed. His balls were sweetly touching her ass, cock penetrating the vagina that he so wished to impregnate. "Ohhh, that feels so good," he bit her breast, kissing it and savoring the taste.

He pushed his cock in even deeper, right where his baby would come out. "Ohhhh, it's been a long time since the last time we fucked amma."

He increased the pressure, entering deeper and deeper, harder and harder. "It's so wet inside you. I hope Father sees us now, sees how we are loving each other."

He jolted her body with his thrusts and she begged him to treat her softly, gently. At this, he drew back fully, and as if stabbing her with an intent to punish her thrust hard once. Then slowly he drew back again - and again pounded her once hard with a fury. And again; and again; and again.

"Just finish it, do it inside, I want to feel your powerful seed pumping inside me," she almost begged him.

He was in full control of her body. He pounded and thrust and rammed into her. Sweat poured from his face onto his own body and driblets fell on her quivering form. "Amma!" screamed Sudharani, holding his arms now, in desperation as she searched for something to beat against as the orgasms lashed her soul.

It did nothing for Surya's hard cock which was unmoved towards any orgasm. His pleasure was just from the pummeling and the conquest of this woman under him. Her wild, uncontrolled orgasm was his pleasure.

They continued like this for a few minutes and Sudharani once again stared to moan and whimper loudly. Her body started to buck more violently and her face started to get an intense expression of grimaces and flushed passion. This time her eruption was much more violent as she started to dig her finger nails into her son's shoulders as he thrust even harder into her red wet cunt. Prince surya's thrusts were getting shorter and his grunts were louder as he banged his hard cock into his mother's swollen pussy. His body started to shudder and tremble as maharani sudha's convulsions went up a level. They were now both bucking violently against each other. It seemed as if they would buck off each other and yet they clung on desperately.

"Oh beta! Oh.... beta!" she shuddered, her fingers clawing at his tensing buttocks, willing him to release every drop he had left for her. The cock surged in release, flooding her insides. She was clogged in that very first spurt.

"Ammmaaa!" he shouted in triumph. "aaahhh!" he bellowed, each time his cock spewed into her. The thrusting had to slow as the thick cum clogged her insides and squishy noises emerged from thrusting. She was full. He was emptying. Still.

She clung to him, practically lifting herself off the ground and hanging by him, suspended in a fashion. Her nails dug in fully, unmindful of marks and scratches she was making on him.

The incredible scene reached a crescendo as they both grunted and almost screamed together as their bodies trembled against each other. Their thrust had stopped as they clung on passionately to each other with his cock buried deep into her pussy. The Princess could see the juices of their union slowly drip out. She could also see the distinct spasms of her mother's cunt lips as they kept squeezing her lover's thick cock. The couple were still entwined in a deep gentle and prolonged kiss. Their bodies seemed to just move in a fluid motion like flags in the breeze. It was so much calmer and relaxed compared to the passionate waves breaking in a high storm just a while ago.

Wrung by her, he spent fully into her. When he slipped out, he stayed kneeling. He held her knees together, and pressed her thighs as closely as possible. He smiled at her. All the goodness was staying inside her and deep in her womb, making her pregnancy all but certain. He kept her like that for a bit. He looked down at her kneeling between her legs. She was radiant and resplendent. Glorious breasts lying open and exposed, hair spread below her. Sweat smeared the vermilion on her forehead and her body was hot, damp and radiant from the exertions and abrasions of heated skin on skin. Sumarani observed her mother's eyes, those marvelously expressive eyes, were dancing mischievously.

Maharani Sudha gathered her clothes and could not get rid of the 'well fucked' look. Stains were everywhere and her skin was hot flushed red. What was more, the large expanse of her back bore marks of his fingernails as he had raked her. Her hair was open and in places stuck to her face and back, held there by sweat. Her sindhoor smeared on her forehead, her mangalsutra now calmly rested on her heaving breasts.

She coaxed her still-quivering breasts back into their confines of silk fabric which strained to keep them hidden. There were marks of teeth, nails and fingers that she would have to conceal for a few days.

She wrapped her saree back on and thankfully noted that the worst of stains were on her petticoat within.

Her son kissed her on the forehead, her nose and her chin. And then he locked lips with her.

Her legs were streaked with cum and fluids she did not know how to describe. "Can't believe how strong is your desire to... actually breed me, your own mother. It's so adorable. Oh gosh, there so much of it." whispered the Queen whispered with still her lips lingering on her son's mouth.

White liquid poured out of her body in thick clumps onto the hay. Queen Sudharani broke the kiss, her fingers delicately tracing her son's strong chest as she gently pulled away. "Darling, you deserve a partner who can offer you more. You need a real wife."

His eyes met hers, filled with unwavering devotion. "I don't need anyone but you. You're the only woman who can take my monster cock and give birth to my babies." replied prince Suryapratap. And his sister heard this completely.

"Father was a fool and didn't know what you were truly capable of, amma," hissed Surya and squeezed her melon sized breasts. Maharani sudha felt his baby maker twitch and poke at her abdomen. She quickly backed away and whispered "not again, I'm mean not here son"

Then Surya wore his dhoti, he looked as impeccable as when he entered. Surya held his ravaged and tattered mother's wrist and slid out along the wall toward the exit, avoiding everyone to her relief.

The princess realised that her thighs were soaking wet from her own juices that had been flowing while she watched this incredible scene. Her clothes were also soaked in spots and she had better go to her quarters and get ready for her bath.

That night, shutting her eyes, Sumarani visualized her brother's broad and manly chest with its sparse hair rubbing against her small breasts. She felt her nipples stiffen, lengthen and harden. She started tweaking them lightly with her brother's bunion using her own thumb and forefinger. Her left hand stayed there massaging her tits by right while her right hand moved on.

Putting her right palm on the underside of her innerwear's opening, she started rubbing it on her young tender pussy. Her pink lips quivered at the touch and opened shyly at the tender and caring rub. Sumarani's breathe quickened and so did her pulse. Looking into the mirror, she slowly pushed her three fingers bunched together, through the short's opening, simulating an erect male penis.

As here bunched fingers reached the pink opening of her pussy lips, Sumarani's thoughts were full of Surya's young and erect cock that she had seen literally tearing her mother's pussy. It was his cock that was now entering her virginal cunt, she thought, as she whimpered and moaned with desire. She quickly fell on to her bed on her back.

Opening her slim legs wide apart, she pushed her fingers deep into her tight, squishy cunt and wiggled them with a hunger, hither to unknown. Softly, she moaned, "Fuck me Surya, my dearest brother and my lover. Fuck me with your big cock, please."

Princess sumarani imagined her slender frame was held firmly by her brother's brawny, rough hands. She imagined her and Surya side by side with each other, he continuously and gently penetrating her. Sumarani continued to moan out in ecstasy. 'Ahnn. Uhhnn. Yaasss.' These were the only human sounds that would fill the room. Both sweating profoundly. She wanted to see him thrust in her with passion. His dark brown organ amending her insides. As they lay to either side of each other, with her brother's brawny hands tightly clutching hers, with him inside her; it would truly be heaven.